Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard is a poem by Thomas Gray, published
in 1751. The poem's origins are unknown, but it was partly inspired by Gray's
thoughts following the death of the poet Richard West in 1742. The main idea of “Elegy Written in a Country
Churchyard” is a simple one: Brooding on the inevitability of death. Gray says,
power, beauty, wealth all fall a prey to death.
The speaker begins the poem by saying he is in a
churchyard with a bell tolling for the end of the day, he uses this image as
a metaphor for life and death. He describes the
scenery around him, speaking of the sun setting, the church tower covered in
ivy, and an owl hooting. He then focuses on the graveyard around him. He speaks
of the men who are in the graves and how they were probably simple village
folk. They’re dead and nothing will wake these villagers, not a rooster’s call
in the morning, not twittering birds, and not the smell of the morning breeze.
The speaker also laments that life’s pleasures will no longer be felt by those
buried in the graveyard, especially emphasizing the joys of family life.
The dead villagers
probably were farmers, and the speaker discusses how they probably enjoyed
farming. He warns that although it sounds like a simple life, no one should
mock a good honest working life as these men once had. No one should mock these
men because in death, these arbitrary ideas of being wealthy or high-born do
not matter. Fancy grave markers will not bring someone back to life, and
neither will the honor of being well born.
The speaker then wonders
about those in the graveyard who are buried in unmarked graves. He wonders if
they were full of passion, or if they were potential world leaders who left the
world too soon. He wonders if one was a beautiful lyre player, whose music
could bring the lyre to life—literally. He laments for the poor villagers, as
they were never able to learn much about the world. He uses metaphors to
describe their lack of education, that knowledge as a book was never open to
them, and that poverty froze their souls.
He speaks of those in the graveyard as unsung
heroes, comparing them to gems that are never found, or flowers that bloom and
are never seen. He wonders if some of the residents of the graveyard could have
been historically relevant, but unable to shine. One could have been a mute
Milton, the author of Paradise Lost; or one could have been like
John Hampden, a politician who openly opposed the policies of King Charles.
Alas, the speaker mourns again that these villagers were poor and unable to
make their mark on the world.
But because they were
poor, they were also innocent. They were not capable of regicide or being
merciless. They were also incapable of hiding the truth, meaning they were
honest with the world. The speaker notes that these people, because they were
poor, will not even be remembered negatively. They lived far from cities and
lived in the quiet. At least their graves are protected by simple grave
markers, so people do not desecrate their burial places by accident. And the
graves have enough meaning to the speaker that he will stop and reflect on
their lives. The speaker wonders who leaves earth in death without wondering
what they are leaving behind. Even the poor leave behind loved ones, and they
need someone in their life who is pious to close their eyes upon death.
The speaker begins to
wonder about himself in relation to these graveyard inhabitants. Even if these
deceased villagers were poor, at least the speaker is elegizing them now. The
speaker wonders who will elegize him. Maybe it will be someone like him, a
kindred spirit, who wandered into the same graveyard. In the speaker’s own
epitaph, he remarks that he has died, unknown to both fame and fortune, as in
he never became famous and was not well-born. But at least he was full of
knowledge—he was a scholar and a poet. Yet oftentimes, the speaker could become
depressed. But he was bighearted and sincere, so heaven paid him back for his
good qualities by giving him a friend. His other good and bad qualities do not
matter anymore, so he instructs people not to go looking for them since he
hopes for a good life in heaven with God.
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